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Monday, February 16, 2009

Things upon the mantleThings on every shelfThings that others gave meThings I gave myselfThings I’ve stored in boxesThat don’t mean much anymoreOld magazines and memoriesBehind the attic door.Things on hooks and hangersThings on ropes and ringsThings I guard that blind me toThe pettiness of thingsAm I like the rich young rulerRuled by all I ownIf Jesus came and asked meCould I leave them all alone?Oh Lord, I look to heavenBeyond the veil of timeTo gain eternal insightThat nothing’s really mineAnd to only ask for daily breadAnd all contentment bringsTo find freedom as Your servantIn the midst of all these things.For discarded in the junk-yards,Rusting in the rain,Lie things that took the finest yearsOf lifetimes to obtainAnd whistling through the tombstonesThe hollow breezes singA song of dreams surrendered toThe tyranny of things.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Our last two months have been filled with sickness. Anything from the stomach virus, to the head cold. Oh, the Fever virus was alot of fun! Our latest was Mono.Taylor had tonsillitis which was accompanied by sinusitis and when we took her to the Dr. he tested her for mono,they called three days later to let us know she indeed had it.This was a month ago..She has been very tired and run down feeling and this has set into motion alot of rest for her and alot of at home time for us.

As I ponder what I'm supposed to learn being at home so much I realize I'm learning alot about my short comings as a mom and wife. (This is probably not the best time to reflect on yourself.)Close quarters really have a tendency to bring some problem areas to the surface, if you know what I mean.Patience has been hard to come by and over all the morale has been low.We have missed out on several fun things and it seems at times that we were going to be stuck in the house FOREVER...but feeling an overwhelming need to get my crew out and let them enjoy some time out of the house I loaded the big red bus and we went to a museum.Somehow just the thought of going somewhere lifted our spirits and by the time we got there the place was deserted... We enjoyed an afternoon of running, jumping, exploring, and just good old fashioned fun.

Taylor is better and no one is sick for the time being, our baby Toby (aka Willy) is growing and kicking and I see a light at the end of this tunnel.

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"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day, I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return."